Lyrics
Show me a garden in disarray
Young and refrained from making your own way
Mark me a stranger too cold to mend
Each word that I said, was it you behind them?
Are we all one and the same?
You, you played around, made everything seem worse
You, you played around, made everything seem worse
Won't you stay when I descend to highways, to highways?
Won't you stay when I descend to highways, to highways?
You, you played around, made everything seem worse
You, you played around, made everything seem worse